24.Sep.22, 11:14 AM
What a shocking twist—he was walking away solo yet again. What was somewhat shocking was how he didn’t quite care. Telagr’s Hatching that had happened on his birthday and saw Mylorah Impressing and taking some of her favourite men with her had gotten to him. That one had crushed his spirits more than any other had in the past. Maybe he was just numb to it all now because of how low he had hit with that one but there was also the possibility that he’d already mentally checked out of Ista and was excited for the move to Igen Weyr. Maybe the dragons knew he wouldn’t appreciate being tied down longer than he needed to be, especially with so many important people in his life having signed up for Igen as well.
Maybe he was destined to truly break the trend in the family and never Impress. He still had eight years to figure that one out but Orgailian wasn’t too keen on having to wait that long for a bit of knowledge. Maybe he’d give up Standing in two or three years. It was hard to say and he knew immediately after failing at a Hatching wasn’t the time to make such plans, even if he currently didn’t care that he was still free to go say hi to sexy Lords without being screamed at by a dragon. And he still had Zoremet to keep him company.
“Another Hatching for the books, another party for us to enjoy, and a Lord to greet. Not a bad day, I suppose.” He was also actually hungry for once. Standing around in the oppressive heat had a way of making his body function somewhat normally with needing sustenance and he pointed that out to his brother as well. If he needed to eat, he knew Zor would as well. “Come on, let’s go get the ‘there’s always next time’ speeches from obnoxious brothers out of the way first and then Brax.” He wouldn’t plan beyond that since it would depend on a lot on what the Lord’s plans were since most specially invited Holders didn’t usually get to stay for the wild celebration that night.
As he steered Zoremet towards the stands, Orgailian spotted Rh’us. Damn. That would be another afternoon well spent but he still didn’t want to encourage the bronzerider to focus on Zor. Besides, Ulliendis was grinning as he headed in that direction and he had a feeling they didn’t want to be near either of them right then. So annoying family it was.
Maybe he was destined to truly break the trend in the family and never Impress. He still had eight years to figure that one out but Orgailian wasn’t too keen on having to wait that long for a bit of knowledge. Maybe he’d give up Standing in two or three years. It was hard to say and he knew immediately after failing at a Hatching wasn’t the time to make such plans, even if he currently didn’t care that he was still free to go say hi to sexy Lords without being screamed at by a dragon. And he still had Zoremet to keep him company.
“Another Hatching for the books, another party for us to enjoy, and a Lord to greet. Not a bad day, I suppose.” He was also actually hungry for once. Standing around in the oppressive heat had a way of making his body function somewhat normally with needing sustenance and he pointed that out to his brother as well. If he needed to eat, he knew Zor would as well. “Come on, let’s go get the ‘there’s always next time’ speeches from obnoxious brothers out of the way first and then Brax.” He wouldn’t plan beyond that since it would depend on a lot on what the Lord’s plans were since most specially invited Holders didn’t usually get to stay for the wild celebration that night.
As he steered Zoremet towards the stands, Orgailian spotted Rh’us. Damn. That would be another afternoon well spent but he still didn’t want to encourage the bronzerider to focus on Zor. Besides, Ulliendis was grinning as he headed in that direction and he had a feeling they didn’t want to be near either of them right then. So annoying family it was.